Birth Water Warm To Air Shock
to swim is natural within the first few days
fresh born we originated in a water environment
within mother heartbeat of life womb waters
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Womb to womb to tomb
I am born unto this womb
To be born again unto another womb
Before I take birth once again unto another womb
Then as mark of respect
A tomb shall man place on that womb
To remind the world
That this day a man
Was, born unto this womb.
Before another birth I seek
To live another life in another womb
In the seas of life I shall swim
Before I am once again ready
To take birth unto this womb
To be born again unto another womb
Before, I take birth once again to be entombed.
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poem by cyclopseven Ram
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Would I Marry You? In A Heartbeat!
Inner heartbeat getting fonder!
Inner heartbeat getting sweet!
Inner heartbeat makes me ponder:
So how come life's incomplete?
Inner heartbeat moving faster!
Inner heartbeat moving strong!
Inner heartbeat prods its master...
So how come the days seem long?
Inner heartbeat stirring new love!
Inner heartbeat stirring sighs!
Inner heartbeat like a warm glove!
So how come this feels so nice?
Inner heartbeat palpitating!
Inner heartbeat passion-filled!
Inner heartbeat can't stand waiting!
So how come that it's so thrilled?
Inner heartbeat seeks its solace...
Inner heartbeat seeks its treat!
Inner heartbeat seeks your first kiss!
That's true love... in a heartbeat...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Some Claim We Were Born Alone
some claim we were born alone
but was there not a heartbeat heard
as we grew within a mother’s womb
a placenta provided oxygen food
nourishment fed through umbilical cord
shadow post birth after us expelled
a hand took us cleaned us cut cord
totally dependent helpless we received
a heart fed us loved us meet our need
we were cared for we grew lived
to prosper all life is time given nourished
all life that endured love received
there was a time when we were not alone
each moment of growth was a heartbeat heard
those who give foster love in a world womb
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Be Very Patient
Be very patient,
The potter's clay;
Be very wise,
The writer's pen;
Be very useful,
Of the muse of life with a living hope;
Let your yes be yes and your no be no.
Life is like the patience of Iyyob,
So abstain from fleshly lust;
Like the days of our visitations on this earth.
Sarah obeyed Abraham,
Like the sea and the seashore;
So established are the two witnesses.
Oh womb, womb, womb!
Oh bomb, bomb, bpomb! !
Oh tomb, tomb, tomb! ! !
Be very patient in this life.
Womb. bomb, tomb;
The womb is opened.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The earth is defiled.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The time of trouble on this earth with our muses.
Our bombs will shake the heavens,
And our sins will led us to our tombs;
As it is written in the Book Of Life like,
A child born today from the womb.
We came out of the womb and,
Many of us will be killed by the bombs! !
Which will finally send us into the tombs.
Read about the facts,
Learn about the truth,
Our days of darkness from the womb!
We came out of the womb and,
Are destroying the world with our bombs;
Soon, we will be buried in the tombs!
Womb, bomb, tomb;
Be very patient on this earth without hatred.
Lets be each others keeper,
Lets learn for the truth of all things;
Our days on this earth is still very short.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fish Out Of Water
You always said you were the compassionate one
But now you're laughing at the sun
With all your high class friends you think you've got it made
The only thing you made was that tanned look on your face
With all your cigarettes and fancy cars
You ain't a clue who or what you are
You're dreaming your life away
Fish out of water
Go swim in the tide today
Fish out of water
We used to sit and talk about primal scream
To exorsice our past was our adolescent dream
But now it's sink or swim since your memory fails
Now in Neptune's kitchen you will be food for killer whales
And on the crucifix his mother made
Hangs one more martyr to the hit parade
You're dreaming you're life away
Fish out of water
Go swim in the tide today
Fish out of water
You're dreaming you're life away
Fish out of water
Go swim in the tide today
Fish out of water
song performed by by Tears For Fears from Elemental
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Swim Baby Swim
Swim baby swim through the waters blue
It’s the first thing a human can do
Swim honey swim the beauty surface strokes
Swim the deepest bottom glow
Swim the exists of the drop
Swim the serpent river curves
Swim the stillness of the lake
Swim the murmurs of the springs
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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That Body Of Water Is Mine
That body of water is mine now
Because God gave it to me
So that I could swim
In that body of water
But he said that I am not allowed
To let the boats in
The body of water
Because that would pollute the water
And he wants to have
That body of water protected
And I told God that I was going to do that
By declaring that body of water
A natural habitat for marine life
God had answered me back by saying
That would be a wonderful Idea
And I was pleased by his answer
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Modern Hygiene
'Mother, may I go in to swim?'
'My dear, you didn't oughter.
I've heard of baths filled to the brim
With something more than water.'
'Mother, I want to learn to swim.'
'Oh, have a care, my daughter!
I fear this ultra-modern whim
To lave in ale and porter.'
'Mother! They all go in to swim!'
'Think of the aftermath, dear.
Well, hang your clothes on a hickory limb,
But never drink your bath, dear.'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Woven on a heavenly loom
Woven together on a heavenly loom
I was formed by God whilst in my mother's womb.
Then the days of my life in His book were penned
from before I was born right up to the end.
Each chapter was scribed by a God of grace
Paragraphs written before life took place.
Ev'ry moment before they had past
God wrote them from the first day ‘til last.
Embalmed
Those who swim in cool clean water.
Do they swim in ephemeral water?
For love of glistening sparkling water?
Or from listless loveless loneliness?
Is body immersed to forget or renew?
Body offering taken out upon tide.
Freedom embroiled foam promise
never quite becomes regenerative true.
Swim in primeval womb in darkness.
Sense deprivation absolute
craved by encumbered few.
Offering taken out upon tidal rip
clothed in dark twinkling star garment
absorbed in keen yearning for heaven
before cast back to land life duties.
Angels watch over heaven bound
marvel at souls cast down to rise.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Lust less is listless
Lust is born with the embryo
With-in the mother’s womb,
To grow with it as basic instincts.
Conscience is born with the birth of psycho
With-out the mother’s womb,
To grow as many-fold ethics.
Lust strives to quench the thirst
For food, water and, most the sex,
Never ending till the last.
Conscience strides to uphold Ego,
With search for love, name and safety,
Often putting down the Lust.
When fed, Lust brings cheer.
When fed, Ethic quells fear.
Who dares, gets cheer.
Too much under the sway of Ethic
One ends up one’s life sans cheer;
Suppressed is the Lust.
Lust, when maimed or chopped,
Its root is never cut, nor dead.
Rather it deranges or spearheads.
Which is why Lust sneaks out its head,
When thwarted, to get fed
And breeds cheers behind the door.
Erotic pleasure has no equals.
Forgo it not, by being ethical.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Water of life
Crystal drops falling from the sky
Bringing life to the dry
Growing plants reach for the sky as they start growing on high
It cures your thirst and cleans the dirt
Water does not choose who is rich or poor, hate or love
It comes from the heavens above sent to us from God with love…
Water in a glass, water in your bath, shower, water in the sea, water in a dam, water in a river and even water in a mother’s womb.
The realization that water is important becomes disrespected
Everyone goes on with everyday life while the water is being infected.
Water may bring life but it can also cut through cities and towns like a knife.
Tsunamis, floods it does not choose who to struck but when it comes you know your...
Take a moment and think to yourself
What water means to your health
Say thank you and stand up for what you believe in as this is one of the only sources of life that cannot be taken away.
poem by Reinette J.v Rensburg
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As Old as Time
Water's a natural resource
That's as old as time.
Its echoing demand,
In every age has chimed.
Water is prolific,
It's used in many ways.
It cleans and purifies,
And replenishes for days.
Water is medicinal—
Promoting health and strength.
It even goes as far
As preserving life at length.
Water entertains
In many a way:
Boating, skiing, fishing,
Or musing by the bay.
Water is indispensable;
One cannot do without.
No water—no life;
And that, without a doubt.
poem by Walterrean Salley
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The Still Borns Of Africa
we are still in the womb
swimming in the filthy fluid of corruption
we are still in the womb
battling to cut the umbilical cord of pollution
we are still in the womb
preying on the reminant of deprived relation
we are still in the womb
drowning in the congest world of deprivation
we are still in the womb
protesting against divisional segregation
we are still in the womb
exsalting the strength of voices calling for attention
we are still in the womb
reaching the spheres through screw faces and traumatic expression
we are still in the womb
paddling our ways through neglect and isolation
we are still in the womb
stirring gently towards the end of our active function
we are still in the womb of africa
waiting to be called the still borns of our mother
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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Water, The Matter
Water
Is the one source from
Which all living things originated
Our life and living depend
Largely on its availability
Ancient civilizations got established
And flourished near
Perennial water sources
Without water, no need to emphasize,
We cease to exist
Anything we possess
Assumes no significance without water
Our knowledge about the universe
About the natural laws
About the animal kingdom
About the plant kingdom
About the happenings around us
And our dreams over the future
Our means to realize them
Draw a naught if water is not there
Though, we know this for long
We need to do certain things
That we and the generations to come
Do not suffer scarcity of water
Attempt is to make you appreciate
The significance of pure water,
As we have already contaminated enough
And we have jeopardized the
Build up of water sources
In the name of economic growth
And development of living comforts
The person who realizes this
And does something about
Ensuring availability of this life-support
Becomes an established soul
And spiritual person and guide
Not these words are mine
But of Yajur Veda
Which further says
Who knows the origin of water
Knows himself
Do our sciences have a clue
As to when and how
The first molecule of water
Came on to this planet of ours
Probably the one who knows this
Is God
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Day: Damian'' by Kevin Mireles
Sleeping
within
delicate
dark wonders,
Warm womb
of docile
waters,
intimate
sound waves.
Eyes tender
embrace
light,
Tiny lips
seek
a taste
of life.
Delightful
vignette
of changing
days.
First
birthday gift
an October
sunrise.
The day
is born
for
tomorrow.
poem by Kevin Mireles
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A Mother Kisses.....
the world will be wonderful in you
with every day’s stay; you have open my
silent mood, after a life time of waiting in
your womb dear mother....
my flesh have born again, by just a
touch of your tender and smooth skin, and
i feel something that rejuvenate my last
lips i offer; to secure as you stay my past,
oh! stay my beloved beginning of my flesh
lovely mother......
open my young heart, for i will give you all
my love, to any distances surprise your joy
i remain, my beautiful mother.....
i play round, from role of tide, and as far
i’ll stay i always will turn too, give me the
chance for a moment to be with you, lasting i
pray that made me to stay in the womb, for
another time with you again and someday
i belong to thee, beloved mother.....
your kisses have say that my life is willing to
come home my darling mother.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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DO NO HARM.
Do not do to others what you would not like them to do to you.
Do not lie.
Do not steal.
Do not cheat.
Do not falsely accuse others.
Do not commit adultery.
Do not commit incest.
Do not physically or verbally abuse others.
Do not murder.
Do not destroy the natural environment upon which all life depends.
DO GOOD.
Do to others what you would like them to do to you.
Be honest and fair.
Be generous.
Be faithful to your family and friends.
Take care of your children when they are young.
Take care of your parents when they are old.
Take care of those who cannot take care of themselves.
Be kind to strangers.
Respect all life.
Protect the natural environment upon which all life depends.
poem by Kent M. Keith from The Universal Moral Code (2003)
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Water Nymph (Fantasy Poem)
Water Nymph come swim with me,
in the deepest valleys of the sea.
Swim through the eddies,
flirt with the sea ladies.
Many treasures here for you and me.
sirens of the sea waving happily.
Water nymph, water nymph,
did you see, they waved at me.
Come water nymph come swim with me.
Enjoy the vastness of the deep blue sea.
There are sea monkeys, sirens, mermaids and more.
Maybe we can take some treasures back to shore.
Oh cmon water nymph, don’t be shy.
Come swim with me, watch the boats sail by.
(July 1,2007)
poem by Melvina Germain
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Siren Of The Sea
Sea-
When the tide comes in
I will walk upon two feet
I will wander through the shallow waters
So we two can meet
When the tide goes out
I will join it in the sea
When the waves crash against the shore
Look upon them and remember me
Land-
I shall not walk upon the land
But I shall sing to you from the sea
The tune of the ocean
In such fluid melody
So jump into the water
And take me by the hand
Walk with me through the sea
For I cannot bear the land
Swim-
Walk into the waters
For that is where you will find me
Bathe with me in the ocean
And swim with me through the sea
For there you will always find me
The sea is my song
I will sing it to you as we swim
For this is where we belong
Walk-
I shall not walk upon dry land
Though two feet could be mine
My fins are what I am accustom to
And they suit me just fine
I will not walk upon dry land
For there I cannot be
So delve into the ocean
And you may swim with me
poem by Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
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